RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Lace and ribbons, fabricating icicles of liberty with a freedom of sincerity and placated desires often taken on sidelines of chance.
Figuratively expounding on tones of peaceful enjoyment, staying late into the night, offering no excuses for doing so.
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